On my walk through the neighborhood yesterday I saw this.
I pointed it out to the tall person and asked him if he thought that police officers are looking younger these days.
He smiled and said that it is a common observation, often made by older people.
Hmm. I think one of them should ask his mom to tuck his shirt in.
On my walk through the neighborhood this morning I noticed the distinctive mark of Zorro on a door.
I pointed it out to the tall person and suggested that the dashing black-clad masked outlaw who defends the commoners and indigenous peoples of the land against tyrannical officials and other villains had moved from California to Georgia to fight injustice in our neighborhood.
The tall person smiled and told me that Zorro (Spanish for “fox”) was the secret identity of Don Diego de la Vega, a character created in 1919, who wore a black costume with a flowing Spanish cape, a flat-brimmed black sombrero cordobés and a black cowl mask. An agile athlete and acrobat, he used his bullwhip as a gymnastic accoutrement to swing through gaps between city roofs, and was very capable of landing from great heights and taking a fall.
I suggested to the tall person that society should not have to rely on a 97 year old black-clad masked outlaw to maintain justice, especially as he might not be as nimble as he used to be.
The tall person agreed that it did seem unfair.
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On my walk through the neighborhood this morning I saw this fantastical creature.
I pointed it out to the tall person and he told me that it is the legendary long-lived phoenix bird. According to various accounts, it has a lifespan of 500 years, 540 years, 1,000 years, 1,461 years, or even 12,994 years. As the end of its life approaches it builds a nest of branches and myrrh (the aromatic resin of a thorny tree), sets it on fire and is consumed in the flames. After three days, the phoenix is reborn and rises from the ashes.
Hmm. The phoenix appears very interested in the gifts underneath the small Christmas tree. I suspect one of them contains myrrh. I suggested to the tall person that we quickly pass by. We don’t want to be caught in the conflagration.
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On my walk through the neighborhood this morning I discovered a small island inhabited by several dogs who wore a symbol of the sun on their ears.
I pointed it out to the tall person and suggested that we had discovered a previously unknown sun worshiping cult that had decided to live on the island to avoid religious persecution.
The tall person smiled and explained that the dogs were in fact ordinary street dogs that had found a safe place to sleep on the busy sidewalk. The yellow disc on their ears indicated that they had been neutered and released back on to the street.
Hmm. Then why were they chanting?
They were snoring replied the tall person.
We walked away very quietly, so as not to disturb their prayers.
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On my walk through the neighborhood this morning I saw this strange sight.
I pointed it out to the tall person and suggested that the intrepid driver of this customized smart car had clearly failed in his attempt to leap across the canyon outside our local supermarket.
The tall person smiled and explained that the customized smart car was in fact a shopping cart designed to carry a child.
Hmm. I don’t think small children should be attempting such dangerous stunts, even with the precaution of a custom roll cage and training wheels.
On my walk through the neighborhood today I saw this.
I pointed it out to the tall person and remarked that the fencing contractor went to incredible lengths to preserve the tree. He smiled and said that it was indeed an extraordinary engineering feat.
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On my walk through the neighborhood this morning I saw this.
Yes. Yoga classes for elephants.
I pointed it out to the tall person and suggested that yoga would be very helpful to elephants as they always appear very stiff, especially when walking. The tall person smiled and agreed that it would be helpful but the yoga classes are in fact for people, not elephants. He explained that the elephant depicted on the poster is a representation of Ganesha, one of the most popular deities in the Hindu pantheon.
Hmm. I should have guessed. I have never seen an elephant in the neighborhood so there would be no point in offering them yoga classes.
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On my walk through the neighborhood today I noticed this strange sight.
I stood up against the tree to get a better look.
I pointed it out to the tall person and remarked that the squirrel who lived in the tree had apparently stopped hoarding nuts and instead had adopted a very unhealthy smoking habit.
For once, the tall person was at a loss to explain this strange sight. We listened to hear if we could hear any wheezing or coughing squirrels but we heard none.
I suggested to the tall person that perhaps this heavy smoking tree rodent should start using nicotine patches and he agreed.
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On my walk through the neighborhood today I saw this.
I pointed it out to the tall person and suggested the occupant might be a firefighter who needs to be able to leave his home quickly in the event he is called to fight a fire in the neighborhood. The tall person smiled and told me that I had an overactive imagination.
Hmm. I was about to suggest that we wait until the firefighter received an emergency call so we could watch him slide down the tree and prove the tall person wrong but it was a hot day so we walked on.
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